How to capture the system fairies as wives

Wuling Sect, Scripture Hall.

This is the main hall of the Wu Ling Sect where scriptures and books are stored. The scriptures inside are vast and cover all the inheritance of the Wu Ling Sect for thousands of years.

In the empty hall, Shen Shuanglian was the only one walking around, flipping through scrolls and books aimlessly.

She specially chose the time when the main sect disciples were doing group exercises today and came to the Scripture Hall alone.

She was looking for information related to Changli Palace.

While searching the directory, Shen Shuanglian discovered something very strange. Changli Temple was clearly just an ordinary small sect, but all the information related to Changli Temple was only accessible to elders.

As the eldest disciple, Shen Shuanglian possesses the strength of the Wuyu realm and the authority of an elder, but she had never heard of this information before.

This time, she specifically picked a time when no one was around and quietly looked through the information.

"Changli Palace..." Shen Shuanglian opened a book and frowned slightly.

"Yin Changli... the dregs of heaven?"

Shen Shuanglian had never heard of these terms.

As he continued to look through the documents, Shen Shuanglian's brows furrowed more and more tightly, and his expression changed slightly.

At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly sounded behind her:

"Shen Shuanglian? How come you have time to come to the Scripture Hall today?"

Shen Shuanglian quickly turned the information in her hand to other pages, turned her head and bowed respectfully: "Uncle Chang Wen."

The elegant and gentle middle-aged man in front of him, who looked like a scholar, was the elder in charge of the Scripture Hall. He was a kind and friendly person who had a good reputation among the disciples.

"Why does our eldest disciple suddenly want to study today?"

"Ah... I have recently encountered a bottleneck in my practice, so I want to take a look and relax. Maybe I can gain some insights."

"That's good. Cultivation also requires a balance between work and rest."

Elder Chang Wen said with a smile: "What kind of books do you want to read?"

"No, just take a look."

Shen Shuanglian hesitated for a moment, but chose not to mention the matter of Changli Palace. Instead, he said politely, "My disciple has gained a lot today, so I won't bother you any more. I will take my leave now."

"Well, come visit me often when you have time."

Elder Chang Wen gently watched Shen Shuanglian's back as she left, and after a long moment he narrowed his eyes in silence.

After a moment, he silently transmitted his message: "...Shen Shuanglian may know something."

"Master, what are you going to do with your disciple?"

At the same time, in the main hall of Wuling Sect, a figure whose face was covered by shadows sighed softly and spoke slowly:

"There's no rush for now. She still can't get to know the truth of that year."

"But... find a chance to get her out of here first."

He pondered for a moment, took out a token, and engraved a command on it with his spiritual power.

That was the order from the sect leader to issue the sect's mission.

After doing this, the figure whispered again: "Qingying."

Instantly, a black shadow knelt on one knee, and a cold female voice sounded: "Sect Master."

"Follow Shen Shuanglian. If she continues to investigate matters related to Changli Palace..."

Having said this, the man hesitated for a moment.

My beloved disciple. To kill or not to kill.

Killing him would be painful. After all, Wuling Sect might not be able to produce a genius like Shen Shuanglian for several generations.

Don’t kill…

After a long while, he slowly said: "... just kill everyone who has contact with her."

"Yes."

Qingying responded faintly, and then her figure disappeared in a flash.

-

Shen Shuanglian did not leave the Scripture Hall in a hurry, but turned his head to look at the hall with some regret.

...It's a pity that I didn't finish reading it. But I still know roughly what happened.

Go find him and tell him the news you have.

Shen Shuanglian found a reason for herself to meet Chen Yin, and then the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

But the next moment, the disciple token on her waist suddenly lit up.

... Sect mission? Shen Shuanglian picked up the token with some doubt.

How come a sect mission is suddenly issued at a time like this?

She took out the token, and a line of words engraved with spiritual power appeared directly in the air. The words on it made Shen Shuanglian frown slightly.

Sect leader’s mission: Order the eldest disciple Shen Shuanglian to go to Xianyunzhou as soon as possible.

Eliminate the evil cultivators who are causing chaos in the local area.

(I've been hanging out at Hexue's house these past two days. I'm almost drunk and I'm almost losing my mind.)

(Go back and take a rest for two days.)

Fifty-six: Stop Chen Yin and torture him

After returning to the inn in the evening, Luo Luo sat on the edge of the bed with a piece of cake in his mouth, wagging his tail expectantly.

Chen Yin stared at the book Luo Luo was talking about for a long time in silence before he uttered a few words with difficulty:

"…Is this the story you asked me to read to you?"

"correct."

Luoluo twitched her ears happily: "This book is really interesting! The story in it is really great. Luoluo loved it after just reading it for a while."

"However, it's too boring to read it alone. I still like you to read it to Luo Luo!"

Chen Yin sighed, his eyes looking extremely strange and embarrassed.

...Of course it’s easy to read a story.

But the problem is.

This is a pornographic book.

The name of the book is "Zhifenlou", and Zhifenlou is a place of entertainment in Xiangcheng.

As the name suggests, this thing records the stories of prostitutes and their clients in the powder house.

Although the wording is not so straightforward and vulgar, but rather elegant and obscure, any experienced driver can basically understand the speed of the car after reading just a few sentences.

Chen Yin, let alone. Before his rebirth, he could be considered a semi-erotic writer.

But after just skimming through a few articles, Chen Yin already felt a little embarrassed. He really couldn't imagine how Luo Luo could read such a book with such relish.

Did she understand it or not?

Luoluo, who was standing by, seemed to be getting impatient, and eagerly grabbed Chen Yin's shoulders: "Master, are you still not well?"

"Uh...ahem."

Chen Yin cleared his throat and said seriously, "Luoluo, tell me honestly, who gave you this book?"

"Why do you ask this, sir?"

"… This will determine whether I want to kill a few more scumbags for the police uncle."

"No one gave it to me. I picked it up in the west of the city."

Luo Luo smiled so much that her little tiger teeth were exposed: "I was just strolling on the street at night, and I saw a book like this lying on the side of the brightest restaurant. It was quite new, so I took it back."

"Anyway, I had nothing to do during the two days I was waiting for the young master to come back, so I started reading it. It's really interesting."

Chen Yin immediately covered his face with a look of grief.

...No, no matter how poor you are, you wouldn't go around picking up trash, right? I keep a maid, not a beggar!

"Um, Luoluo, listen to me."

Chen Yin said earnestly: "This book is actually not interesting at all, and the story inside is not interesting at all."

"How about this? I'll go to the study tomorrow and pick out a few interesting unofficial histories or legends for you. I'll read them to you when I get back in the evening. Okay?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Luo's ears, which had been standing up excitedly, suddenly drooped down, and her cute little face was filled with frustration.

"Well... Young Master doesn't keep his word." She pouted in grievance, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

Chen Yin was unable to resist the killing power of this expression. He immediately said softly, "Okay, okay, I'll read it. I can't read it."

Then, he picked up the pornographic book very slowly and stiffly, and turned to the first story with a very excited expression.

"Ahem. This... It's said that a traveler from the south came here, exhausted from the journey, and stayed at the powder house to have a night of pleasure and relieve his fatigue from the journey."

"The southern country is full of exotic goods. The merchant was in high spirits that night, so he took out a bean-shaped powder ball and put it in tea... tea..."

"Tea..." Chen Yin's expression was already very hard to bear. He almost bit his teeth to pieces.

Luo Luo didn't know why Chen Yin's expression suddenly became so interesting, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Master, why don't you continue reading? Isn't the fun part below?"

Chen Yin slowed down and could only recite slowly: "Suddenly, the tea boiled like the tide of the river, the color became redder and softer, and the sound of the boiling teapot continued all night long, lingering in the air for a long time."

"A pot of tea, a night of drinking, the next day the tea is gone and the guests leave, the merchants give bean-sized powder balls as a gift... as a token of commemoration..."

After finally finishing the first chapter, Chen Yin suddenly felt as if he was exhausted, and his heart was so tired as if he had fought with a powerful person in the Taiqing Realm.

"Look, young master, how interesting!"

Luo Luo's face flushed with excitement, and she said with longing, "There is actually such an interesting gadget in the mortal world that can make tea boil instantly and taste even more mellow and rich."

"This merchant is really generous. He left this rare item in the restaurant as a souvenir. I wonder if the restaurant owner will also keep this rare item as a little surprise for the next customer."

Hearing this, Chen Yin could no longer hold back.

"...Luoluo, how about this? I'll go buy you some midnight snacks."

"Ah?" Luoluo fiddled with her fingers in bewilderment. "But Luoluo is not hungry anymore? Luoluo still wants to hear the story that Master is telling."

"But I'm afraid if I continue talking, I might not be able to control myself and expose that powder shop first." Chen Yin said seriously.

Luo Luo: “……?”

Looking at Luo Luo's confused expression, Chen Yin didn't know how to explain the story to this innocent little fox.

"Ahem, Luoluo, listen carefully. This article doesn't actually tell this story."

Gritting his teeth, Chen Yin decided to give this ignorant little fox some science: "This tea tasting doesn't actually mean drinking tea."

"This tea refers to..."

Luoluo listened to Chen Yin, a grown man, scratching his ears and trying to figure out what to say for a long time. She finally understood some of it. After a while, her whole face turned red like a steaming furnace.

"Tasting tea actually refers to...that kind of thing?"

Chen Yin nodded seriously.

"Then, the little thing that the merchant brought out..." Luo Luo's voice was so soft as a mosquito's whisper that it was almost impossible to hear clearly.

Chen Yin's expression changed several times, but he still couldn't say the word "dan" with a thick face.

Luo Luo seemed to gradually realize it. No wonder she always felt it was strange when she read this book before. Why did these people drink tea at night and drink it all night long?

Sometimes several people even drink tea together, or one person drinks several pots of tea.

Now that she had figured out the key, she wished even more that she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

The two people sat there awkwardly, neither of them dared to speak.

The candlelight flickered, and both of them looked embarrassed, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely awkward.

Chen Yin coughed and said softly: "That——"

Before he could say anything, he met Luo Luo's red eyes filled with tears.

"I...I found a book for you..."